Making a BOOB from the Bash: the depressing news that the #bloggersbash was a roarign success

Since it’s taken me about 2 months to write a wholly original blog of my own, the chances of me putting together a post about how brilliant the Bloggers Bash was on Saturday seem pretty remote.

But I have no need to worry about that, because so many people have already begun to put across their own perspectives and I can just share theirs.

And it was good to see here that Geoffle managed to pick out the carrots from his post… (might not make sense to many people, but it will to the handful who were there when he described his writing methodology)

I heard the Gang of Four planned on breakfast so I turned up early disguised as a menu. I did all I could to stop them. Really. But I only managed to delay their arrival at Newton’s Throne. I thought that might be sufficient but the other bloggers waited; who knew they could be patient?

While they chatted and pretended to enjoy each other’s company I trotted over the road to the restaurant. I organised as many families to come in as possible, lots of kids, lots of noise but they DIDN’T MIND. Even the speeches could be heard. Drat and double drat.

They had winners. Oh yes, of course, nasty little teasers. All part of the seduction by the Gang of Four. Check out the winners’ blogs, here, and you’ll…